NEW ORLEANS - BROCKHAMPTON

Said nigga brother, nigga brother, whattcha livin' for?

Is you gon' finish what you started?

Whatcha quittin' for?

They told me God gave me a mission

But I’m missing the supplies to complete it

I ain’t the one you should read in, I’m used to being defeated

So nigga brother, who you schemin' with?

I’m independent 'cause these parties never planned for this

Brotha nigga with the brain, unintentionally swerving in every lane

The feeling’s never the same, you chase what you couldn’t gain

I’m so accustomed to flames, I couldn’t tell you what’s fire

Situation is dire, hear them calls from the choir

The disposition acquired from my position on Earth

It’s telling me decapitate everything for what it’s worth

When I die, these words gon' need separate caskets and a hearse

I don’t rhyme, I freeze time and let these hands just do the work

I’m in tandem with my curse, going with maniac since my birth

See the kid that says, «I'm playing and I’m commanding with my nerves»

Tell 'em boys, don’t run from us

I been down too long, cousin

I been down too long, brother

Tell the world, I ain’t scared of nothin'

Tell the world, I ain’t scared of jumpin'

Tell my boy, I want a crib in London

Tell the world to stop trippin' out

I’ll build a different houses for different functions

Tell 'em boys, don’t run from us

I been down too long, cousin

I been down too long, brother

Tell the world, I ain’t scared of nothin'

Tell the world, I ain’t scared of jumpin'

Tell my boy, I want a crib in London

Tell the world to stop trippin' out

I’ll build a different houses for different functions

Tryna treat men like baby

Feel the teeth sink in like rabies

Boy, you know you don’t look fly

Dem gold chains to ya' neck green, bye

Nothin' different now, all around now

Who you keep around now?

That’s a big reflection

Don’t like how they talkin' to me, why they walkin' to me?

Wear your shit up on your sleeve, stop projectin' on me

Sense is your surround sound, what’s your take on me?

Kill the eagle now, what that make of me?

Angle wide screen, couple sips of Tanqueray

I’ma throw a couple punches, I’ma do it anyway

You know little sinners like they like the Macarena

Lose time, penne style spiced up, jalapeño

Super sonic move through tunnel, two-wheel cycles, slight savage

Got better than 9 millimeter with extended suppressor

Bustin' out the function, highly comfortable

Got this protein on my body made my sweat lethal

Sweet kisses like the candy out the carnival

I’ma call my own shots, hit the audible

Impending death is the only sign of life

I’m throwing Hail Marys 'til I die

Throw it up, all I have is peace of mind

throwin' up, have my wings clipped

I don’t need them shits, learn to fly again

Fast track to last place, I swear I’ve never been up top

But I’m up here somewhere

Out here, nobody can tell me shit

Shit, never mind what I did back then

You should take a look at yourself instead

Maybe you can find yourself, love yourself

Here’s to health and here’s to wealth, all together now

Tell 'em boys, don’t run from us

I been down too long, cousin

I been down too long, brother

Tell the world, I ain’t scared of nothin'

Tell the world, I ain’t scared of jumpin'

Tell my boy, I want a crib in London

Tell the world to stop trippin' out

I’ll build a different houses for different functions

Tell 'em boys, don’t run from us

I been down too long, cousin

I been down too long, brother

Tell the world, I ain’t scared of nothin'

Tell the world, I ain’t scared of jumpin'

Tell my boy, I want a crib in London

Tell the world to stop trippin' out

I’ll build a different houses for different functions

HOO!

Voodoo Man

Momma took me to the church and I sang a hymn

Co-Colonized Christian

Now I’m losing my religion, yeah

God damn, so narcissistic in this millennium

Fuck you and the bubble that you livin' in

I don’t go to church, but I’m so spiritual

Pulled my life out of dirt, that’s a miracle

If Jesus was a pop star, would he break the bank?

All these diamonds in my face, I’m shining like a date

I’m living in my prime, man, what can I say?

If the service is an hour, I’m an hour late